Pathways cross and intersect
As interaction thrives.
Parties crash and clash with worn
Combatants' battle cries.
Children bump and trip,
Blindfolds covering their eyes.
Hit and run is common
As compassion merely dies.
Better if we all could learn
To read the subtle signs,
Travel straight ahead instead
Of skewing serpentine.
Walking forward parallel;
No one lags behind,
Each one in the same direction
Of one single mind.
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